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---Demios lingers in the shadows instead of stepping into the light. When he tries, there’s something inside of him that reminds him where he belongs. But there’s a problem with always walking in the dark--he doesn’t always see where he’s going.
“Apollo,” he says, stepping back to look at the person he’d run into. “I wasn’t expecting you to be...” He trails off, words fading into the shadows, along with half his face.
Then there are those like Apollo who have a balance he lacks. Even the gods fear Apollo--and yet he not only doesn’t shy from the light, he basks in it. Deimos knows he will never be close to on the same level.












